Cora (2024)

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Ethiopia and India, more especially,

produce birds of diversified plumage, and

such as quite surpass all description.

In the front rank of these is the phnix,

that famous bird of Arabia... It is said

that there is only one in existence in

the whole world, and that it's not seen

very often. Pliny the Elder, 77 C.E.

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Hmm...

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Patience woman.

Patience, for God's sake!

If he said he would come, he will.

It shouldn't be long.

I'm so looking forward to seeing him.

We just saw him the day before!

That's not to say that I

don't want to see him today.

He won't take long.

Jesus! You know?

I'm worried.

When I was his age, I was

already in a stable relationship.

I haven't seen Raul have any girlfriends...

Well, he is special.

Someday, he will have a girlfriend.

Could it be that?

Jesus! You know!

Listen to you!

I don't know. I do not know.

Sometimes I think he's too good.

Too noble. Too well mannered.

Polite, you mean.

For God's sake, that's how you raised him.

Who is holding you out?

You should be thankful

to have a helpful son,

hard-working, who visits

us and looks out for us.

I know.

I miss Rudy so much.

I miss that rascal so much.

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Hi, Goyito!

No, no, no,

no, no, no, Goyo!

Well,

I have to leave early today.

Why is that? You barely arrived?

I'm going to go see Cora.

Who?

My

Hallelujah!

But who in their right mind

names a poor creature like that!?

What kind of name is that? Jesus!

Don't listen to him. What is she like?

She's tall,

thin.

Very beautiful.

What else?

Let him go. He must leave.

Well, he has to go!

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Hello, Cora.

I'd like to talk to you.

Where are you going?

Can we talk?

Cora, what are you doing?

Hmmm...

Listen! Have you read

the articles I sent you?

I have other documents

that I would like to show you.

You know what? I have to go.

Cora!

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Understand me, it doesn't make sense.

You're really surprising me.

I don't understand what you were thinking.

I never believed it about you.

Precisely.

You never know What I'm thinking!

Are you seeing her?

No!

I already told you. No!

Debes venir aqu de inmediato.

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I can't.

Poindexter.

A qu se debe toda esta emocin?

Acabo de interceptar un mensaje

de radio del planeta Saturno con mi

mdulo elevado de Hi-Fi

interplanetario. Escucha!

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I'm so sorry.

Are you ok?

Yes... I'm kind of spaced out.

No, don't worry. Everything is fine.

My name is Miranda.

My name is Cora.

Nice to meet you.

I've been watching you

for some time and we haven't had the

opportunity to get to know each other.

No...

Hey, but I've seen that

you lift a lot of weight.

Kind of. And well,

you're getting ripped.

Thank you.

What do you do for a living?

Well, right now I'm

taking a cooking course.

I'm certifying on French

and Italian cuisine.

Delicious!

I burn even boiled water.

Seriously?

Yes.

What do you do?

I'm in the performing arts.

But right now, I do erotic performance.

Ok... Sounds like...

Well, I'm sure you have lots of fun.

Kind of.

I, really, don't dance at all.

I have two left legs.

No, but I don't think so.

That's what the data shows.

Hey, you should visit me

to my job someday.

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Maybe.

Maybe you

should try my pasta carbonara.

Of course.

Of course.

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What do you think?

I don't know what to say.

Well, anything.

The first thing that comes to mind.

I feel

perplexed, maybe?

Yes?

It was beautiful, but I don't know.

I didn't expect that

level of professionalism.

And I don't know what else to say.

Let's go.

I don't know, where?

Well, to a place where we can be

more at ease.

Come on, don't be a killjoy.

Ok. Can you bring me the check, please?

It's already paid for.

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Hello Cora...

Hello Cora.

Hi there!

I know it all!

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Wine?

Yes, please.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Cheers!

So, what I saw wasn't real?

Yes, and no at the same time.

It was real as it happened.

It was an ephemeral work

that through Meyerhold's

conscious convention,

assumes a series of

conformities as an artistic principle

that both the actor and the viewer

have permanently present.

I think I understand.

And they give the viewer,

not the illusion of witnessing

what happens on stage as something real,

but as a scenographic illusion

that should be interpreted as part of

a theatrical game.

In other words, yes and no?

Actors must be in touch with

our whole body, in order

to better understand

biomechanics.

In other words, yes and no.

Aha.

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Well, I guess you convinced me.

And how is Qur'an?

Cora, Mom.

Jesus!, Qur'an is the book of the Muslims.

She's well...

And when are you going

to introduce her to us?

Let them get to know

each other, for God's sake!

Well, I was just asking.

I miss Rudy. I miss that rascal.

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Poindexter.

Es hora de la siesta.

Pero trabajo en una invencin,

Sr. Felix.

Y ahora qu!?

Una hamaca invisible. Aqu est,

Recustate en ella.

Okay.

Pero luego te vas a la cama.

Supongo que aun no le ha

corregido los errores informticos.

I'm coming!

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What have we got here? A Terry tough c**t!

Who let you in?

Can't you think of a better question?

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Easy Cookie.

That couch is for you, my love.

For you!

Hurry up!

Put it there!

Since when did they start

sending women loaders?

Be careful!

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no!

You damaged my couch! Jesus!

Did you scratch it?

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What?

Yes, it was beautiful,

but; I don't want, anymore.

You're not doing that to me, jerk!

You don't f*ck with me, b*tch.

Forgive me Miranda, but I don't love you.

Go f*ck yourself, you witch!

Was the Word.

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Did you know that Picasso's full name

was Pablo Diego Jos Francisco

de Paula Juan Nepomuceno.

Mara de los Remedios Crispiniano

de la Santsima Trinidad Ruiz y Picasso?

Excuse me?

Yes, his parents did him a big favor

to baptize him that way.

What are you talking about?

The Spanish painter Picasso.

Nor was his only name Pablo,

nor his first surname Picasso.

He was the son of a man named Ruiz.

That's crazy, isn't it?

What a way to ruin a child's life.

My name is Cora Ilda Maria

Luisa Susana Pilar Monserrat.

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It's late.

Have you eaten?

Hmmm.

Let me take you out to dinner.

No.

I hope you like it, my love.

It looks great!

Thank you, sweetheart.

It smells great.

Yes, it does.

God said.

Let the earth produce all

kinds of plants and herbs.

Let them bear seeds

and trees that bear fruit.

And so, it was.

Lord.

We are united in your name to share bread.

Help us to live simply and humbly

in our house.

Amen.

I hope it's delicious.

It goes well with the pasta.

I actually saved it...

Cheers, for us!

I think I mistook sugar for salt!

What is this!?

You know?

Food is not wasted in this house.

You made this crap.

You eat it!

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Hi Cora.

Are you hungry?

Let me take you out for dinner.

Hello.

Hello, Cora.

Hello, my little boy.

How are you?

Okay, thank you, Mom.

Getting ready for tomorrow.

Who are you talking to, woman?

With Raul.

Say hello from me.

And how is Qur'an?

It's Cora, for God's sake,

Qur'an is the book of the Muslims.

Okay, Mom.

Thank you.

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Goyito!

Goyito!

And in a disturbing finding,

they've found another body

inside a Municipal Dump.

Just 20 meters away from

the Antonio Lujn Avenue,

in the Los Pinos neighborhood.

The perpetrators, in a macabre way

placed the victim's head in a plastic bag.

It is expected that those responsible,

will soon be brought to justice.

...from its bones and marrow there

springs at first a sort of small worm,

which in time changes into a

little bird... Pliny the Old, 77 A.C.

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Father, give me wisdom to

understand what's going on.

Where are you going?

To the gym.

At this time?

At this time, I go every day.

You have to pay the

receipts that arrived yesterday.

I know, I planned to pay them

after the gym, or to pay later online.

I'm not sure..

You know how much it

bothers me that you pay online?

My mother all her life, personally went

to the bank to pay the bills.

Dad didn't even have to

be distracted to remind her.

Well, I'm not your mom,

and you're not your dad.

In all my years, I never heard

that she would answer him the way you do.

Well, I told you, I'm not your mom.

I agree.

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Hey. You know? I tried to pay

the bills and got both cards rejected.

Yes?

I don't understand.

I cancelled them.

And why didn't you warn me?

I was embarrassed in the gym,

Miranda, a friend had to pay the bill.

I think you do.

You're not dumb.

I'm going to open an account

for you so that you have money.

But try to be a little

nicer and not upset him.

He is probably under a

lot of pressure at work.

Thank you, Daddy. I promise.

Cheer up, champion.

Yes, we'll talk later. Bye.

Cora. Will you let me help you?

No, it serves me as exercise.

Can I accompany you?

No. I am practicing walking meditation.

You're what?

It's a fancy way of saying I conflict.

A euphemism for, it's

better alone than; you know.

I didn't mean to.

I spoke in general terms.

From general to specific.

Inductive reasoning has the

advantage of being ampliative.

I wasn't reasoning.

You weren't, but I was.

If you'd said, I'm better alone

than with Raul. There would be no room

for interpretation: Deductive reasoning.

Aha.

Yes. In other words,

and by analogy. From the premises,

all living beings are mortal,

and Cora is a living being;

The Cora is mortal conclusion

is derivatively correct.

What are you trying to tell me?

Yes. If,

on the basis of certain observations,

you would've told me,

Every cat I know has a tail.

That's why all cats have tails.

And one day you saw a tail-less cat,

then you'd have to expand your reasoning

to include bobtail cat

breeds as an exception.

Wait. No,

I wasn't trying to say

Yes, you were.

Even if you didn't deliberately meant it.

The, it is better alone is valid,

except if, in good company.

The riddle dude.

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Tell me you're not going to leave me.

What's the reason for your claim?

I hate being alone.

You're not alone.

See how I don't mean anything to you.

Every night I give myself to you.

I love you and you don't reciprocate.

We have a peer relationship strictly.

And so, I'm a disposable

item? A f*cking tampon?

Stop!

I swear this time, I will k*ll myself.

That story doesn't work with me anymore.

It's the wretched b*tch, right?

I'm going.

Rest!

No, no, please don't go.

Don't leave me. I'll do whatever you want.

I promise.

I can't stand being alone.

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Cora.

Cora, sweetheart.

Tonight, at work

I couldn't stop thinking it was your legs

that surrounded my face.

Hi dear!

Commander, tell us about this case.

It seems terrible and yet very particular.

What can you tell us about it?

Well, it's very, very strange.

The bodies have no

signs of blows or t*rture.

They didn't leave any messages

and, the cuts are delicate.

But they don't look like they've

been made by expert hands.

Do you mean it looks

more like the work of a Chef

than that of a butcher

of the organized crime?

Could the m*rder*r be a woman k*ller?

There is no certainty.

There is no certainty.

Fine, delicate cuts.

The only thing they prove Is

that they didn't apply brute force.

No brutal force.

So do you think that whoever

did this may have done it

viciously?

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Un zombie entr a la cocina.

Billy no tiene tiempo

para cargar la escopeta,

as que debe improvisar.

Toda familia americana debe de

contar con un arma de alto calibre.

Aquellos no preparados,

o que odian la Constitucin

deben conocer la relevancia

del armamento improvisado.

Analicemos algunas

alternativas para Billy.

Podra hacerse -del pescado

sobre la barra de la cocina...

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Do you want to do yoga with me?

One second. I'm going!

Cookie?

Cookie?

Where did you get yourself into?

I'm going.

Hello, darling.

Have you seen Cookie?

I haven't seen him in three days.

No, I haven't.

What am I going to do?

Where's my cat?

He's adorable.

Well, if I see him, I'll let you know.

Yes. Thank you.

You're welcome.

Hello.

What the heck!

It's Cookie. He's back. Look!

What happened to him?

He's a naughty boy.

Cookie, Cookie!

Come here!

Cookie!

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Very good, yes, very good.

I know Goyito.

What are we going to

do with that erotomaniac?

How are you, princess?

Hey, did you receive the money, sweety?

Yes, Daddy.

Thank you.

And, what have you thought?

Well, I'm still not sure.

He's a good man.

Plus, he's willing to forgive you.

To forgive me?

Don't be so proud, sweetheart.

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Have you talked to him?

Yes, right. He talks to me every day.

He is very remorseful.

You should go home.

Or come home.

You will always be welcome.

Thanks daddy, but,

I'm fine here.

What's up...?

What's up, dude?

Come here, dude.

Come on!

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What!

I can't take it anymore.

I feel lonely.

Ah, I'm busy Saskia.

Seriously.

Please, I can't tolerate this anymore.

I can't take it anymore.

Calm down.

Relax.

See you tomorrow.

Please don't.

Don't start.

I swear this time I will k*ll myself.

Do it!

Tell her to come here!

Dude. Are you kidding me!

You see the child is squeaky,

and you go and pinch her!

And you having all the fun!

Listen, b*tch, If you're

going to do it, just do it!

Don't f*ck around with me!

What the f*ck is wrong

with that crazy b*tch?

She's crazier than the mad

man of the garbage dumps.

The mute?

The m*therf*cker better be off!

Did you know?

Stop dude. I'm not interested in

your Morroo-adventures?

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He was a teacherino.

One of those professors

who think they are very cool.

We shrouded him with blankets.

The Poor b*stard. He lived by pure miracle.

We held him for 15 days.

We left him for dead.

Dude!

He's crazy.

Not stupid.

He was a teacherino. He

thought that he was cool.

He flunked Camachn.

I don't want you to tell me!

Stop!

Camacho Sr. asked him to help him out.

To let him pass on.

He offered him a backhander

and the guy refused.

Damn!

You don't know! They gave me that gig.

Poor as*h*le.

And the guy,

he thought he was f*cking awesome!

He talked about Russia,

and Napoleon, and Julius

Caesar, and all sorts of sh*t.

What the f*ck? Julio Cesar is the champ!

A Mexican boxer!

And you know? I hate

being f*cking contradicted.

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And the mother f*ck did

simply not shut the f*ck up!

And he went on and on and on.

And he asked me for

forgiveness! m*therf*cker!

I told him, you are wrong, as*h*le.

The grievance is not with me.

It's with the Camachos.

That I was just doing my job.

And he started screaming

and crying. f*cking f*gg*t!

Then I got pissed!

I told him, shut the f*ck up you f*gg*t!

And the guy kept talking.

And he got up my nose!

So, we gave him a couple

of f*cking shocks on his

f*cking tongue to see if

he would shut up his snout.

Still, he stared at us with a look of

I'm better than you f*cking Apaches.

f*ck!

He caught me right in my moment.

And what could I say.

He really pissed me off.

So, I grabbed my knife. I pulled out

his f*cking tongue, and

Wham!

What the f*ck is wrong

with you dude! I'm leaving.

The end of Mr. Wisdom.

Ah, the good old days!

Are you kidding me?

f*cking Morroo!

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There is no deceit In warnin.

He knew too much.

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Gaius Julius Caesar Caligula,

son of the prominent Roman

general Julius Caesar Germanicus,

must not be mistaken for the dictator

of the Roman Republic, Gaius Julius

Caesar or Caesar, another

son of a b*tch, but also,

of the Praetorium Senator

whose name was the same.

It turns out that the

sons of Germanicus were

possible successors of Tiberius,

the emperor. Which made of the

family a threat to his second-in-command.

Sejanus, another son of a

b*tch Who had his own ambitions,

and who died after being

summoned to the Senate, where

a letter signed by Tiberius

himself, was read to him

accusing him of treason. Condemning him

to be ex*cuted immediately.

It is from that moment on that

Emperor Tiberius devoted himself

to organize impressive orgies

on the island of Capri; and to

torment the sole surviving

son of Germanicus, and

heir to the imperial throne.

His biographer Suetonius narrates

how he was watched day and night,

looking for signs of deliberate

or unintentional disloyalty in him.

Every night he went to

bed wondering if they'd

wake him up in the wee hours of the morning

and execute him summarily, for treason.

On the death of Tiberiius,

Caligula passed from being a hostage

to being lord and master of Rome.

He fell into a state of post-traumatic

stress that prostrated him,

Only to get up from his

sickbed like a madman.

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But if he wasn't so bad, why would?

Check to the king.

I think reducing

the history of Caligula to the reign of a

demented clown would be like reducing

the life of Napoleon to that of a

short man delirious of grandeur,

Hitler's to that of a

histrionic schizophrenic,

or Stalin's to that of

a paranoid sociopath.

And we couldn't learn the

lessons that history, as humanity,

can teach us.

I believe that,

unlike Caligula, the lives of the latter

were marked by serious

traumas and inferiority complexes.

Related to economic and social status,

intellectual envy, sexual

anxiety and social rejection,

accompanied by

hypersensitivity to criticism.

While the Julio-Claudians

were born into power.

Their stories, that from a

distance can hardly be corroborated

with other contemporary

sources suffer from the bias

of the political struggle for

supremacy; and was told by the victors.

For whom the concept of

defamation did not exist.

The truth was just another option.

But he proclaimed himself a god.

Don't forget that in ancient Greece

rulers were deified almost routinely.

Macedonian rulers adopted the

Divine Status of the Egyptian Pharaohs

and the Roman emperors

adopted foreign customs

at their convenience.

Let's not forget that.

Caligula, the god, counted with the

support of the people and the army.

But the senators managed the

designs of the people. And in this struggle

to the death, both sides

threw themselves out

with everything they had at their disposal.

And they used, such

as the modern characters

that I mentioned to you, propaganda

as a most effective weapon.

Both sides threw sh*t relentlessly

and with gleeful contempt for the truth.

The end justified the means.

I don't think humanity has

changed a lot since then.

As for Caligula,

the Senate, taking

advantage of his pretension

of divinity, interpreted it as madness.

Assembling the perfect platform

to transiverge each of his actions.

If we look at the sources,

we'll discover that Suetonius,

who informs us that Caligula

enjoyed public sex with his sisters

wrote a century later,

When the legend was

already perfectly established.

Tacitus, who was born 15

years after the death of Caligula,

reports of the allegations,

as such, and not as facts.

The same goes for Senator

Seneca, who did know him.

We can conclude that many of the

facts attributed to these monsters are,

nevertheless, terrifying and interesting,

historically questionable.

Check mate.

Again!

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Well, well.

What did you decide, b*stard!

Take it easy.

It's okay. It's nothing serious.

He just has to take the course again.

It's for his own good.

Don't explain yourself to me, Doctor.

I'm just a simple soldier

who runs errands.

What's up boss?

I'm your dad, not your boss.

There's a boss.

There is a rascal.

Look, this is Biscuit.

Good evening.

Hello...?

Biscuit. Her name is Biscuit.

Hello Biscuit. Are you staying for dinner?

I bought pastry and doughnuts.

No offense.

No thanks, mommers.

We're going out.

Now?

They're young. Jesus!

Man does not live by biscuits alone.

Also, by pastry.

I am racing tonight.

For the championship against Aurelio.

Can I go?

No, champion.

I'm riding my bike with Biscuit.

There is no room for you.

Is that for real?

What is it dude?

Watch that language, you rascal.

Biscuit?

Does it distress you?

You haven't even removed Laura's photo.

Raul!

You know, Laura's gone.

Smell you later!

Rudy!

Tough on them, champ!

Excuse us. Good evening.

Goodbye Brisket.

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Good night.

Mr. Rudy Lopez lives here?

Yes, officer.

I'm his father. How can I help you?

Can I come in?

Did something happen?

There was an accident at the racetrack.

I need you to come

forward to identify the body.

No, no, no.

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More breaking news!

The body found

inside several black bags

was id'd as Miranda Lozano's.

This is what the expert

examinations indicate,

As well as identity tests

carried out by the police forces.

From Baton Rouge, Louisiana, United States.

Exclusively, we interviewed

the victim's mother.

Good afternoon, Lorena.

And as you mentioned, we find

ourselves here with Miranda's mother

who is devastated with this news.

Roco, we are so sorry for your loss.

No, no, no, no!

The Mexican authorities

they're terrible. They're b*stards.

They do one thing and say another

and you don't even know what to believe.

Unfortunately, there is no support.

I'm waiting for a response.

That they don't give you

any kind of information.

Not with anyone.

And I've definitely asked for help.

I do not know. I don't

know what to do anymore.

Of course.

As you can see, Lorena,

Miranda's mother is desperate.

All she wants is that that

whoever is responsible, pays

for what they did to the one

she loved most in her life.

Cora,

My wife.

Only the Blessed Virgin Mary

was preserved immune

from every stain of original sin.

In the first instant of conception

for the unique

grace

and the privilege of Almighty God.

In Attention

to the merits

of Jesus Christ.

From then on,

we are all sinners

and lacking in the grace of God.

We can all be reformed

and made righteous

by faith

and out of kindness.

Cora,

through redemption

by Jesus Christ.

Seriously, enough is enough!

Who am I to judge you?

Don't judge

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And they shall not judge you.

Don't condemn

and they shall not condemn you.

Forgive,

and they shall forgive you.

And what about Don't Judge by Appearances,

but by what's right?

Well, I fell for appearances.

Sergio, you've already delivered.

Didn't you crush my a*s

with, If you warn the wicked

to be converted from his conduct,

and this one does not convert, he will die

because of his fault, while you

will have saved your own life.

Ezekiel 33 from seven to nine.

You taught me well.

Cora, come back.

I swear I forgive you.

I'm going to change.

Will you forgive me?

Yes.

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Are you aware that pride is excessive

love for one's own excellency?

That's right.

Well, that's what you are.

Me?

You are an arrogant, narcissistic

that hides behind the Bible to

justify your airs of superiority.

A conceited manipulator

who thinks is better than others.

I swear I'm going to change.

You can't change.

You fantasize about success

power, brilliance, status,

the perfect match. And you

achieve them at the expense of others

justifying yourself in the Scriptures.

Don't tell me that.

It's over.

Cora!

It's over.

Cora, I forgive you!

Adios!

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And when are you going to

introduce us to Cora rascal?

Jesus!

Give the boy his space.

There is no Cora mom.

What? Is there no Qur'an?

Jesus!

Qur'an is the book of the Muslims.

It's Cora.

Cora!

She told you to go fry an egg, didn't she?

No, Dad.

I think she cooks her own food.

I knew it!

Someone with such an ugly

name couldn't be serious.

Cora does exist, Mom.

But now I realize.

She never corresponded to me.

I'm clumsy.

I don't know how to woo a woman.

I'll never be like Rudy.

Jesus, for God's sake! I miss Rudy.

We miss that rascal very much.

But Rudy was Rudy.

Rudy was the way he was.

Raul is Raul and we love him the way he is.

What an ugly woman!

Jesus! She can't be ugly.

If Raul liked her,

she must be pretty.

Well, ugly inside.

Well, welcome to the club.

You know?

When I was young, many girls suggested

me to go fry an egg too. Many times.

And then, I met Consuelo.

For God's sake, how beautiful she was!

And how beautiful she still is!

No, Dad she didn't ask me to cook for her.

I don't know how to fry an egg.

Breaking news.

The dangerous femicide Nicandro Ojeda,

nicknamed El Morroo fell.

The former Hitman, who Is said

was at the service of the deceased.

Camachos was nicknamed

for his stealthy actions.

His works are reminiscent of the finesse

and the delicacy of a feline's claws.

Hello Doctor.

Hello.

How are you?

Alright, what about you?

Fine thank you.

As I was saying, these

cases are in a kind of limbo.

DSM Five does not recognize

Enduring personality change

after catastrophic experience

that appear in the International

Classification of Diseases.

Although doing a bit of justice,

It does recognize

Posttraumatic Stress Disorder.

In Christian, doctor?

Aldo should have passed

through a real hell

that caused him

debilitating, devastating trauma.

A progressive and irreversible process

that requires a long-term, but

ineffective treatment.

Enduring personality change

after catastrophic experience,

is the result

of such extreme stress,

almost unimaginable.

If we consider the little

vulnerability of the professor

before

what happened.

This surely had a big impact

in his personality.

Are you saying the b*stards

amputated his tongue?

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Yes, go figure.

These situations are caused

by experiences such as,

the ones you can live

in a concentration camp.

t*rture, natural disasters

or prolonged exposure to situations

like a kidnap,

or prolonged captivity

with the imminent

possibility of being m*rder*d.

Something extreme.

All of that

makes him live in a

permanent state of dissociation.

Doctor, and what's

going to happen to Doggy?

I mean, if there's no other

way, I'll take it with me.

I don't know how your father did it

but Doggy is going to

stay here with us.

Aldo is not dangerous.

He will be assigned a

new room in the new section

of the hospital,

so he can live

the rest of his life with dignity.

And all this

with his pet.

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Good afternoon, Professor.

[upbeat music]

Hi!

I'm Sofi Your new neighbor.

I just moved in last week.

My name is Raul.

Nice to meet you Raul.

And what plan do you have?

I'm Asperger.

Nice to meet Raul Asperger.

I'm Sofia Torres.

Are we going to eat?

OK.

Did you know

the Astronomical Unit

is a unit of length that by definition

measures 149 billion

597,870,700 meters?

That is the average distance

between the Earth and the Sun?

I don't know who came

up with such a number,

since the distance between the two bodies

varies depending on the season of the year.

You're such a sexy thing! A sapiosexual!

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Ethiopia and India, more especially,

produce birds of diversified plumage,

and such as quite surpass all description.

In the front rank of these is the

phnix, that famous bird of Arabia...

It is said that there is only

one in existence in the whole

world, and that that one

has not been seen very often.

The first Roman who described this bird,

and who has done so with the greatest

exactness, was the senator Manilius,

so famous for his learning

He tells us that no person

has ever seen this bird eat,

that in Arabia it is looked

upon as sacred to the sun,

that it lives five hundred and forty years,

And that as it grows old, makes

a nest out of cinnamon sticks,

cassia and sprigs of incense,

which it fills with perfumes,

and then lays its body

down upon them to die;

that from its bones and marrow there

springs at first a sort of small worm,

which in time changes into a little bird:

that the first thing that it does

is to perform the

obsequies of its predecessor,

and to carry the nest entire to

the city of the Sun near Panchaia,

and there deposit it upon

the altar of that divinity.

The revolution of the great year is

completed with the life of this bird.

A new cycle comes round with

the same characteristics as the

former one, in the seasons

and the appearance of the stars;

and he says that this begins

about mid-day of the day

on which the sun enters the sign of Aries.

It was the two hundred and

fifteenth year of the said revolution.

Cornelius Valerianus says that the phnix

took its flight from Arabia into Egypt

in the consulship of Q. Plautius

and Sextus Papinius.

This bird was brought to Rome

in the censorship of the Emperor Claudius,

being the year from the

building of the City, 800,

and it was exposed to

public view in the Comitium.

This fact is attested by the public Annals,

so no one could doubt

that it was a fictitious.

Pliny the Elder, The

Natural History. 10.2

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